A collection of what happens when I am left alone with myself for too long...

Oriana Ireland
Jan 18
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Hello all and welcome to my poetry blog. Over the last ten years or so I have used writing as an outlet to cope with many big emotions and feelings. You'll find many of these works to be frankly quite depressing, maybe even scary, and absolutely raw. I urge anyone reading to not read with worry, but rather curiosity. I will be posting one or two pieces a week, so make sure to sign up for the email system to be notified when I post a new piece of work!

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Wracking.

I don’t understand what’s going on Nothing has changed I’m wracking my brain But maybe that’s the problem I’m wracking my brain To the point of obliteration It takes all the weight And it just sits.

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Do you ever feel like you were born with something A darkness maybe An inescapable breath of sorrow Of melancholy that lingers Its stench pulls you deep into despair Looking for a light as it surr

The Locker Room

I’m fine sitting alone. Don’t invite me over to talk with you out of pity. If I wanted to be with people, I’d insert myself into a conversation about the chemistry test or how spring break was with a

A collection of what happens when I am left alone with myself for too long...

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